My brother completed suicide just over 2 years ago. He left behind 2 sons, a wife, a brother, a sister, a mother, more family and many friends. I tried hard to answer the WHY… why did he do this? Why was it so bad? Why didn’t he call someone? I realized I couldn’t answer any of that, so I work hard to focus on the fact that I can’t change what happened, but I can (hopefully) make in impact moving forward, in honor of him and all the living he isn’t able to be a part of. I want humans everywhere to know that it is OK to feel bad, down and depressed, but that it is also OK to ask for help, to challenge yourself to see things from a different perspective, to wait a day and see if it still feels bad and give yourself the chance to see that you’re worthy of living and that things can get better even if change is necessary. We are all in this together and we need to take care of each other, there is no shame in that.
Story submitted by Marci